The story of growing up: 1
Growth is a one-way train, and every day is a new starting point. So learn to observe. Growing up like this, the story is different after all, but each story will make people grow up.
I remember it was a Sunday, it was summer, the weather was sultry and the sun was scorching. Dad suddenly had a wonderful idea-to climb the mountain! I thought freely in my mind: it's good to climb a mountain! He got dressed at the speed of light and was ready to go. The family of three walked and chatted, and soon reached the foot of the mountain. But at the foot of the mountain, it becomes more and more difficult to go up, because we are taking the most rugged road. This road is full of stones, looking at the sun overhead, trying hard. Heart silently dark bitter way; "Early know, I won't come out. It's so hot! " I have to ask my father from time to time when I am walking: "How far is it to the gazebo!" Dad may be tired of my questions and tell me with an eternal answer: "soon, soon." As time went on, my patience gradually disappeared. Finally, I sat in the nearby grass and didn't move.
My mother told me a story when she let me rest. This is a well-known story-the tortoise and the rabbit race. I listen to my mother say it again, and then tell me another meaning of my mother; As long as you persist like a turtle, persevere and persevere, you will come to the end. Mother said in a gentle tone; "People are the same, there will always be many bumps and setbacks on the road. But as long as you overcome it, you will succeed. What do you think? " After listening to my mother's words, I got up the fighting spirit and began to move forward to the rest place. As my mother said, as long as I persist, I will definitely reach the finish line. Things are full of troubles, and I finally reached the rest place.
Maybe a little thing can also make me learn a truth, and one truth after another can only make a person grow up.
Although there are many hardships in life, as long as we persist, we will overcome one difficulty after another. This event is the most beautiful note in my growing movement, because it makes my movement more perfect.
The story of growing up: chapter two
Once, my friends and I asked our parents for permission to climb a mountain. The mountain is very high and there are many difficult places to walk. We started a climbing competition. At first, some friends struggled to climb forward and left us behind.
In July, the sun is like fire, and the scorching sun is in the sky. In such hot weather, my other friends and I are out of breath. I looked up at my friend who had climbed far above, and then a friend accelerated. One of them cheered for me. Look at me again; I walked feebly and accidentally fell heavily to the ground. Bad luck. My kneecap is broken. An idea came to mind: give up. I looked at my friend in front of me again and gave up; Isn't it further back? Climbing the mountain is not difficult, I will definitely surpass you! I made up my mind in my mind. I stepped up my pace, so I passed one, two and three. ...
But after a while, I felt weak all over, and the damn wound hurt even more. E-mail: Have a rest, I'm so tired! No, it doesn't have to surpass you.
I gritted my teeth and said to myself, I am not tired, I am not painful, I am not bad. What's so difficult about climbing a mountain? Go ahead, I will definitely surpass you and stick to it! When I got to the top of the mountain, I ignored everything and rushed to the top of the mountain, leaving them all at my feet.
Through this incident, I understand that perseverance will always succeed. There is no obstacle in the world, whether it is setbacks or bumps.
The story of growing up: chapter three
When I was young, I was innocent. Also made a lot of jokes. Now that I think about it, I still have new memories.
Mom and dad are very busy at work. I went to a small kindergarten class when I was two and a half years old. At that time, the teacher was in class and I couldn't listen. One day, all the children were drawing pictures, and I was rocking my chair to play. I rocked my chair, fell down and hit the corner of the table. The tooth pinched a hole in the tongue, and the skin on the lips was scratched, and bright red blood flowed out. You can't take medicine, you can't dress it, you can only endure it. I didn't shed a tear. The next day, my mouth was swollen like a pig's mouth, so I went to kindergarten.
As soon as I learned to speak, my mother asked me to speak when I met someone I knew. A woman of the same age as my mother is called "Auntie", and a woman of the same age as my grandmother is called "Grandma" ... Another day, after kindergarten was over, I went to the school where my grandmother worked. The teachers gathered around and asked me what to call them. I opened my eyes wide, some called "auntie" and some called "grandma". Teacher Ren came over and asked me what to call her. I studied her for a long time. She is older than her mother and younger than her grandmother. I temporarily invented a name called "Auntie". As soon as I called "grandma", everyone present laughed. I still call her "grandma" until now.
In the first grade, I began to learn computer from my grandmother. I learned to input Chinese characters, arrange pages with word, edit various forms with excel, and make simple electronic tabloids with word! My greatest pleasure is browsing the Internet. I applied for a free email address and a "online composition book for primary school students" online. There are dozens of my "masterpieces" in the composition book. Recently, I wrote "Change" which has been posted on the website of "Online Composition for Primary School Students".
The story of growing up: chapter 4
It was a sunny morning, and a familiar voice came to my ear: "Fruit, get up, mom bought you your favorite gift!" " "When I heard it was a gift, I quickly sat up, put on my shoes and went to the living room to have a look. Ah! That's what I've always wanted-the guzheng. I stroked it gently for fear that it would be accidentally damaged. Careful observation, the panel of the guzheng is carved with lifelike dragons, as if swimming around in the clouds, and each string seems to shine! My mother invited a teacher for me, Miss Xiangling, to start the class. I saw the teacher playing beautiful songs with his hands, as if the music elves were jumping on the zither strings, and the crisp sound touched my young heart! The teacher asked me to play. I'm afraid I can't play well. It seems that there are two little people fighting in my heart: one little person said, "Stop playing, let's go home and play games!" " "And another villain said," Don't worry about fighting, it's okay. If you can play, you will not be taught by the teacher, and the teacher will not laugh at you. " I thought about it over and over again, and my heart was uneasy. The teacher seemed to see through my mind and said to me, Come on, fruit, you can do it! I finally jumped and danced gracefully on the zither string, and gradually forgot myself and everything around me. The teacher applauded and said to me, "The fruit is great." ......
Growing up is like a movie. You didn't know the result until the last minute. Growth is like a book. Although not every page is beautiful, it always makes sense. There are many stories when I was growing up. Today I'm going to tell one of them!
From now on, I will work harder and believe in myself no matter what! No matter what happens, don't lose heart and don't give up. .....
The story of growing up: chapter five
Everyone has experienced many things in the process of growing up. Left an indelible scar in my heart.
I remember when I was in the third grade of primary school, math was very sloppy for my family, so I often bought books on math exercises. I always compete with my father when I go home from school to do my math homework. Although in the eyes of teachers, I am a good boy, but my family confirmed that I am a competitive master. Once, my father and I had a quarrel over a very simple application problem. This question is written like this: Mom drives Liang Xiao to grandma's house. Grandma's home is 308 kilometers away from Liang Xiao's home, and the car travels 80 kilometers per hour. Can I get to grandma's house in 4 hours? I wrote 308 divided by 80=4.75 (hours). 4.75 is more than four hours. Liang Xiao can't go to grandma's house in four hours. My dad said, "Your question is wrong. First, find the key quantity in the problem. The speed is 80 kilometers per hour and the driving time is 4 hours. Find the driving distance with speed x time, and then compare it with the distance. So it should be written as 80X4=320 (km). 320 kilometers is more than 308 kilometers. Liang Xiao can arrive at grandma's house in four hours. This is correct for me. " "What is the critical quantity?" I asked doubtfully, and my father said impatiently, "Write as I say." "That ..." Half an hour later, I finally listened to my father and corrected it.
There are countless stories of growing up, including joy and sadness; The years of growing up are very long, and you need to feel it slowly. Everyone understands the truth and learns to grow in the process of growth. From this incident, I found that my parents were very hard.